Bob Marley — 400 Years (African Herbsman, 1973)
400 years, 400 years, 400 years
Of the same philosophy
400 years, 400 years, 400 years
And the people, they still can't see
Why do they fight against
The youths of today?
And without youths, you would be gone
All gone astray
Come on, let's make a move
Make a move, make a move
Now is the time
The time has come
Fools don't see, fools don't see, fools don't see
But I know the weak keep strong
So, come with me to a land of liberty
Oh darlin', where we can live, live a life and be free
400 years, 400 years, 400 years
Of the same, the same philosophy
400 years, 400 years, 400 years
And the people still can't see
Come with me, you nothing, you proud
You got to be free
Stop sitting down on your pride
Just can't hide
400 years, 400 years, 400 years
Same, same philosophy
400 years, 400 years, 400 years
What black people authorize close their eyes
Come to reality, you got the ability
Just can't see
Songwriters: H. Goodman; H. Ray; L. Walter; A. Goodman
Боб Марли регги four hundred years
